thoughts within me

Archive for December 2016

He was sleeping on the couch,
away from their bed,
she was unusually silent,
pretending he was dead.

He knew the storm will pass,
but the night will be his penance,
he makes the same mistakes again,
but fails to grasp the essence.

That the man may be a breadwinner,
but he’s as good as a sinner,
if he doesn’t understand his wife,
he’s a sad soul for the rest of his life.

If only he had realized this sooner,
beside his wife, on their bed, he’d have slept,
that whatever he does since their wedding night,
the wife must always accept.
the wife must always accept.

Doesn’t matter how noble his intentions,
how genuine his feelings of love and care,
sweet words can never warm a heart,
that’s raging with fury, raw and bare.

He knows the storm will pass,
but the night will be his penance,
he makes the same mistakes again,
but fails to grasp the essence.

That the man may be a breadwinner,
but he’s as good as a sinner,
if he doesn’t understand his wife,
he’s a sad soul for the rest of his life.

If only he had realized this sooner,
beside his wife, on their bed, he’d have slept,
that whatever he does since their wedding night,
the wife must always accept.
the wife must always accept.

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